Things Best Left Forgotten

I wake up the next day, and sit up in my bed...the loneliness is unbearable and I can feel my mental strength deteriorating. I’m not sure how much more of this I can take…this loneliness is going to swallow me bit by bit until I’m a hollow shell of myself. I walk from my room, down the barren hallway, and into the bathroom. I go about my daily routine, you know….brush my teeth; fix my mane…that type of stuff. I miss everypony. Where are they? I especially miss my little brother Lightning Wave. My eyes started watering. I miss his energy that seemed to bring everypony around him to life…I sure could use that right about now. The thought of me needing him more than anything made me start crying. He’s gone, my parents are gone and my friends are gone…gone, never to be seen again. I buck the wall in my frustration leaving a hole…I’ll worry about that another time. I go into the kitchen to get a snack, I haven’t eaten anything in about two days I’ve been so depressed. I made a measly carrot salad, it’s a start. Once again, after breakfast, I walk into the living room but and sit down for a little while. Lonely…..the only word running through my head…the only thing accompanying me is my depressions, sweet depression. I walk upstairs to the bathroom to run some water on my face. *click clack* the lifeless house echoes. Before I enter the bathroom I hear a gentle rustling coming from what sounds like the kitchen. I run down the stairs as fast as possible, overrun with joy. “Was somepony there?”, “Am I finally not alone?”, “Who could it be?” I just wanted to see another face, any face at all. As I enter the kitchen at full speed I look around……nothing….my heart immediately sinks. The noise was a simple piece of paper flapping in the gentle breeze. Sadness…depression…loneliness strike me again. I slowly walk up the stairs to my room, not looking at any pictures and throw myself onto my bed…I lay there motionless…sobbing. “Why….?” I yelled into the pillow. “Where are they? Why leave me?” I managed to whimper in between my sharp breathes. I decided the best way to forget about this was to sleep, so I did.